Longevity: Start by practicing the ruthless way

"Don't worry about the three tombstones for now, let's go into the hall and take a look!" Gu Chi rushed over quickly.

The residual power of the Lord's army has not completely dissipated. In the center of the magnificent and empty hall, a Taoist platform hangs there. It is dark black in color, but it reflects auspicious and colorful clouds, appearing very mysterious.

What is most exciting is the bundle of jade slips on the platform. Although it looks ordinary, it touches the hearts and minds of every cultivator present.

Everyone wanted to rush over and take it for themselves, because it was very likely the Nine Secrets of Tianyuan!

The strongest successors of Wanyan Holy Land, Xuanyuan Immortal Palace, Yuheng Academy, Daoxuan League, Tuoba Family, and other transcendent forces each occupied a position and were on guard against each other.

The black platform suspended in the center of the hall was surrounded by auspicious colors and dripping with divine light. The bundle of jade slips was right in front of them. The descendants of various forces occupied the most advantageous positions, but no one dared to be the first to make a move to snatch them.

No matter who takes action first, he will inevitably face attacks from others.

"Since you are so humble, I will accept the Nine Secrets of Tianyuan!" Shen Tu Ling inserted the Swallowing Dragon Spear into the ground, and the whole hall shook.

No one knew where he had been hiding just now, and he only showed up at this moment, looking at everyone present with an air of contempt.

Everyone present was astonished, so naturally no one was afraid of him, but the atmosphere was still tense. The melee that had just died down might break out again because of him as the fuse.

"buzz"

Shen Tu Ling swung the Dragon-Swallowing Black Spear, and the surrounding space was distorted and deformed.

He transformed into a red light, rushed towards the central platform, and stretched out a big hand to grab the jade slip on the platform.

"presumptuous!"

Someone shouted, and everyone present took action immediately to stop him from approaching the Taoist priest.

The golden holy sword, the deafening heavenly sound, the ancient tower, the divine bell, etc. attacked from all directions at the same time.

"Ten Thousand Feathers Divine Sword Technique!"

Shen Tu Ling shouted loudly, and red clouds bloomed all over his body. Tens of thousands of feather swords clanged and swept in all directions, attacking indiscriminately.

The stalemate balance was broken and the scene suddenly became chaotic, which was exactly the effect Shentu Ling wanted.

The more chaotic the situation was, the better it was for him. He used the Fire Escape to escape a thousand miles and instantly broke free from the crowd's encirclement and disappeared in the hall.

Now, the balance has been broken, and the descendants of major forces no longer care about Shen Tu Ling. They all rushed to the suspended Taoist platform to fight for the bundle of jade slips.

The son of God of the Tuoba family shook his hand and summoned a divine furnace, which flew towards the central Taoist platform like a blazing fire phoenix.

The Holy Son of Xuanyuan Immortal Palace slapped out a large tripod with his backhand. The tripod had three legs and two ears, and was covered with dragon patterns. It exuded an ancient and vicissitudes of time, and overflowed with the power to swallow the sky. He was actually going to forcibly take away the entire Taoist platform.

Seeing this, the others were unwilling to fall behind, and each of them took out their spiritual weapons and secret treasures, trying to forcibly take over the suspended Taoist platform.

This temple is guarded by extraordinary Dao patterns. If it were any other palace, it would have been reduced to ruins by this group of extremely powerful young people.

"receive!"

The Holy Son of Xuanyuan Immortal Palace shouted softly, and the ancient cauldron covered with dragon patterns rose and fell, emitting terrifying waves, but it did not take away the dark platform in the center of the hall as it wished.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard outside the hall, and Ying Feng and three other young and powerful demon clan warriors rushed in from outside.

In addition to them, the descendants of Jiang Chengji, Li Wangcen, Tuoba Cang and other great bandits from the northern border also filed in. Each of them had blood on their bodies and suffered minor injuries.

"Damn it, those three ancient tombs can't be opened. What a waste of time!" Tuoba Cang cursed.

Obviously, they had just gone to the back, where there stood three huge tombstones, each as big as a palace, and must have a great origin.

Unfortunately, they tried every possible way to open the three large tombs behind the tombstone, but failed, so they had to return here in the end.

"Do it!"

This group of people had a clear goal and rushed straight to the suspended platform in the center.

"No! Where does such great pressure come from?!" someone exclaimed.

The suspended platform was surrounded by auspicious colors, mysterious and heavy, hovering there quietly, without moving at all.

It’s not that no one has thought about grabbing the jade slip on the platform directly, but no one can get close to it. When they are still more than ten meters away, they feel a tremendous pressure that makes it impossible for them to move their feet.

"Zheng", "Zheng", "Zheng"...

The successor of the Wanyan Holy Realm cleared the way with the holy sword. The sword light was like a divine dragon, piercing forward. He stepped forward under tremendous pressure, approaching the suspended Taoist platform little by little.

On the other side, the Holy Son of Xuanyuan Immortal Palace appeared like a god, displaying the unique skills of Xuanyuan Immortal Palace. His whole body was bathed in holy light, as if he was immune to all kinds of attacks!

Every inch of his body was as gorgeous as colored glaze and jade, even his hair was dyed with colorful light. He approached the suspended platform step by step, and each step was extremely heavy.

At this critical moment, everyone has pushed their combat power to the highest peak.

Whoever can get close to the Taoist priest first and get the bundle of jade slips will basically own it.

At the same time, this is also a big clash of strengths and weaknesses among these outstanding geniuses. We can get a glimpse of who is most likely to ascend to the throne of the Lord first in the future from today's results.

The Holy Maiden Xuanyuan had a slender and graceful figure. She took light lotus steps forward, and strands of crystal light overflowed from the center of her eyebrow and soul, wrapping her whole body and resisting most of the pressure for her.

The son of God from the Tuoba family was completely covered in heavy armor, and his true appearance was not visible.

He walked with firm steps, determined to obtain the jade slip. A path of divine light stretched out from under his feet, extending to the suspended platform in the center of the hall.

Ying Feng and several powerful demons around him were not willing to fall behind, and they used various means to approach the Taoist platform. Putting aside whether they could get the Nine Secrets of Tianyuan, the Taoist platform alone was priceless. Even if they could not move it completely, they would be making a profit if they could take down a piece of it.

Jiang Chengji and others were also taking action. In addition, there were descendants of disciples from other sects and aristocratic families, no less than hundreds of people, who were doing their best to get closer to the suspended Taoist platform.

At the same time, in an inconspicuous corner of the hall, a man and a dog squatted there and observed carefully.

"Looking at the situation, with that Daoist platform as the center, the area of ​​nearly 100 meters in radius has transformed into a terrifying field. I wonder if our current physical bodies, combined with the defense of the Autumn Silkworm's golden silk, can withstand it."

Gu Chi pinched his chin and muttered, while Lao Hei suddenly looked towards the palace gate.

A long blood-red light appeared in an instant, and Shen Tu Ling came back with his red hair flying, holding a dragon-swallowing black spear and looking around arrogantly.

"This red-haired guy came back at the right time. If he can get close to that suspended Taoist platform, then we can certainly do it too." Gu Chi secretly sent a message to Lao Hei's spiritual consciousness.